A Time to Talk

Posted on 16th Feb 2014 07:03 pm by admin

When a friend calls to me from the road
And slows his horse to a meaning walk,
I don’t stand still and look around
On all the hills I haven’t hoed,
And shout from where I am, What is it?
No, not as there is a time to talk.
I thrust my hoe in the mellow ground,
Blade-end up and five feet tall,
And plod: I go up to the stone wall
For a friendly visit.

-Robert Frost (1874-1963)

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for going that

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In search of light
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He's tired of the pain.

He's tired of every lie.

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It was a day in the life

Full of sadness and strife.

You never thought you'd make

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When you needed me I was there for you

I let you cry on me

I let you talk to me

MAA KI SAHANSHILTA

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हर एक �

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Friendship means being there just to be there.

Friendship means listening and not asking

pita ki ek umid

My Love I'll Go Anywhere With You

Let's run away.

I don't care where.

It doesn't matter,

As long as you're

KHUDA UNKO BAKSH DETA HAI

Kya khub likha hai kisi ne Kya khub

 likha hai kisi ne, bakhsh deta hai

&nbs